Theren is recovering in the tavern. he keeps himself holed up in his room
Phoenix is enjoying the sunshine on the roof.
Ban is laying down outside humming a bit.
Korh is fixing his AT-AT.
Thirteen stands on the other side of the door, holding a cup of tea. He wants to give it to Theren but is debating whether or not it would be tactful to knock.
”Ah, another corpse!” Cadmus stands beside him and reaches to lift and impale Ban on his back spikes.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Theren is recovering in the tavern. he keeps himself holed up in his room
Phoenix is enjoying the sunshine on the roof.
Ban is laying down outside humming a bit.
Korh is fixing his AT-AT.
Thirteen stands on the other side of the door, holding a cup of tea. He wants to give it to Theren but is debating whether or not it would be tactful to knock.
”Ah, another corpse!” Cadmus stands beside him and reaches to lift and impale Ban on his back spikes.
Theren sighs. "Come in Thirteen."
Ban grabs their hand, crumpling it slightly. "Dont." he growls
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I’m a Dr. Mario man myself*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*womp*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*i’m pretty good. Not great but okay. I got the world of light good ending first try*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Yayyyyy... Love Snapchat..*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*what happened?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(I will probably get hunted down if I say what my main is)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
(why?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*say it*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*One guy is asking for nudes. I blocked him as soon as he said it.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*that’s absolutely disgusting. That person needs to die. I’m sorry that happened to you.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Y e p.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Why don't you try to apply?" The artificer asks
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Well, it’s more that the owner is rarely around so it’s hard to inquire.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*sup*
Theren is recovering in the tavern. he keeps himself holed up in his room
Phoenix is enjoying the sunshine on the roof.
Ban is laying down outside humming a bit.
Korh is fixing his AT-AT.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*oh hell nah*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thirteen stands on the other side of the door, holding a cup of tea. He wants to give it to Theren but is debating whether or not it would be tactful to knock.
”Ah, another corpse!” Cadmus stands beside him and reaches to lift and impale Ban on his back spikes.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(this is part of the reason I barely ever use SC)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Gravedigger knocks on the door
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Theren sighs. "Come in Thirteen."
Ban grabs their hand, crumpling it slightly. "Dont." he growls
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Who is it?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.